Jew Cool

Trixie has been dating/fighting with a guy we refer to as Old Guy for at least half a year now. We all hate him. Literally every single one of Trixie's friends can't stand him. So we were all thrilled when Trix announced that a kid, a 26 year-old at her law firm, had asked her out. Trixie is a couple of years older than me, and thought the idea of dating someone so much younger was crazy, and she couldn't do it. No way. He's seven years her junior.

Old Guy is ten years her senior. I say, as long as he's out of school and has some time under his belt of working in the real world, the actual physical age tends not to matter. Despite saying she couldn't date him, Trixie kept talking about The Kid. "He's half Jewish, half Indian - he's our apartment!" "He's from New York - you'll like him!" Great, so I'll date him.

Finally Trixie started dating The Kid, and I got to meet him on Friday. Yes, that'd be right after bar results came out. He passed the bar. Yet another baby attorney is on his way to becoming official (he has to be sworn in ). After I congratulated him, I asked if he'd been nervous, waiting for the results.

Modestly, he shrugged and grinned. Cocky chap, ain't he?

Congratulations to all the baby attorneys who just found out they passed the bar. You can breathe now.